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On Friday night I’m watching a new show called THE SANTA CLARITA DIET on Netflix. Why? Two words: Timothy Olyphant. The guy has a kind of restrained mayhem vibe that makes women purr. He’s good when he’s a bad boy, and I like it when he does the humor thing, but really underplays it. Let’s hope he gets to do both in this new TV show.

What’s unusual is for Olyphant to be part of a duo, for he often plays the lone wolf. Yet he’s a supportive husband (awwww) as his wife’s body goes undead and her twisted feral id coming to life. (Peeps, this could be my own marriage we’re talking about—esp. when I’m on deadline.)

As for the rest of the show–we shall see. I lurv Drew Barrymore and early reviews say the supporting cast is excellent. The creator is Victor Fresco who did the short lived but great (!) show BETTER OFF TED, which walked the line of absurdism and also had a supportive, understanding, and munch-a-licious lead.

But hey, let me be your zombie pimp and recommend some other zombie joy you may have overlooked. My preference is for zombie comedy/satire. Take R in WARM BODIES. So cute and so protective in his own teenage, shuffling, groan-y way.

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There’s also a wonderful funny little book call BREATHERS. Subversive and with a sexy element that I quite enjoyed.

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Have you seen the movie SEAN OF THE DEAD? It’s a bit like The Office meets zombies. Quite surprisingly daffy and satiric all the way through.

Imagine The Office as a zombie flick. Click to buy the DVD…

Meanwhile, let us not forget some serious Zombie smut, like what you’ll find with our own Isabelle Drake’s SERVANT OF THE UNDEAD along with Daisy Harris’ mix of not-quite-human stuff. I lurved Hariss’ “Steins” and sex bots. In BUILT FOR IT Harris discovered M/M erotic romance and never looked back. (Can you even get these books anymore Daisy?)

Once upon a time, Lexi waxed philosophical on the ethics of sex with an undead body. I, dear readers, completely understand. Who really wants to kiss decaying flesh? On the other hand, a zombie is nothing if not a metaphor. Give me your metaphors–satiric, comedic or full of pathos and killed by societal excess and ennui. Sometimes we all seem a little rotten to the core. Zombies get to wear their decay on the outside where it’s all embarrassing and visible. Ultimately, they’re monsters and I dearly love a monster-hero, even if his heart is dead and cold.

That’s not to say that one can’t enjoy zombie horror. Lexi has traced the path of an end-of-the-world romance on the Walking Dead that I’ve followed probably with more enjoyment that I took in watching the actual show. Check out her posts:

If you do like your zombies with a lot of blood splatter, there’s a movie coming out called THE GIRL WITH ALL THE GIFTS.

You’ll slurp it up if you like post-apocalyptic action/adventure. Click to buy.

The book was gripping–I stayed up all night reading it. I’m sure the movie will be excellent too, but check out the book first. It’s post apocalyptic, British, and I liked how the balance of characters in the book were female. They seemed to have deliberately switched around the race of the characters in the movie. Hmmmmmm.

There’s also World War Z — not your typical zombie genre book. It’s totally different and only about a thousand times better than the movie. (Sorry Brad Pitt.)

Another book I’ve read in one sitting. Click to buy.

Well, time for me to do some groaning and shuffling myself as I sign off to go jog, shower, and write. Follow us at Lady Smut. We give you reasons to live.

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